Black Cat Prowling Wet

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock, Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Cab sits quiet on the rank Engine ticking coolant tank October wind bites through the glass Another night another pass [Pre- Fares are ghosts in wool and silk Pale faces white as spilt milk Something watches from above Not a pigeon not a dove Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate Haunted sky seals up our fate Yellow eyes cut through the rain Halloween drives me insane Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate We're all just fares who run late Clock strikes twelve on church tower bell Passenger speaks a casting spell Silver coins drop in my hand Cold as dirt in burial land [Pre- Fares are ghosts in wool and silk Pale faces white as spilt milk Something watches from above Not a pigeon not a dove Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate Haunted sky seals up our fate Yellow eyes cut through the rain Halloween drives me insane Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate We're all just fares who run late Radio crackles dead air hiss Static sings a serpent's kiss Cat arches high on chimney stack One more fare and I'll head back Thirty years I've drove these streets Know each corner know each beat But tonight the air feels wrong Like the devil wrote this song Cat knows things I'll never know Which doors to scratch which windows blow Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate Haunted sky seals up our fate Yellow eyes cut through the rain Halloween drives me insane Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate We're all just fares who run late Dawn cracks grey on cemetery wall Cat vanishes at morning call Meter resets to zero start Halloween lives in my heart Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate Haunted sky seals up our fate Yellow eyes cut through the rain Halloween drives me insane Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate We're all just fares who run late Black cat prowling wet rooftop slate Halloween we run late Engine dies the night is done Cat and driver same as one

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